Nope

James stumbled back, his breath hitching as his shoulder blades hit the doorframe, too slow, far too slow. The air thickened with the scent of cherry gloss and arousal as Danni’s lips brushed the shell of his ear, her exhale a molten whisper. "Tsk tsk, running already?"

Her latex-clad thigh slid between his legs, the heat of her pressing flush against his trembling back. Richie’s giggle was a silken threat as her manicured fingers curled over the strained denim of James’ jeans, nails scraping just enough to make him gasp. "Shhh, sweet thing," she cooed, her plump lips grazing his jaw, "I truly love when they squirm."

An involuntary groan fell from James's lips as Danni pressed her plump, cherry-glossed smile against his neck, each kiss sending electric jolts down his spine. Her tongue traced a slow, wet path along his pulse point, the sticky-sweet gloss leaving behind a tingling heat that made his knees weaken. Richie's manicured fingers hooked into the waistband of his jeans with practiced ease, the sharp shhk of the zipper parting like a surrender.

"Look at you," Richie purred, her breath hot against his ear as she freed his throbbing length, her latex-clad fingers encircling him in a slow, teasing stroke.

Richie's nails curled around his cockhead with possessive pressure, her glossy fingertips swirling the leaking precum in slow, maddening circles while her other hand worked his shaft in tight, sensuous strokes that kept him trembling on the cusp of orgasm. "Mmm, so eager already?" she cooed, her breath hot and cherry sweet against his ear as her hips rolled in a slow grind against his thigh, the squeak of latex filling the air.

Danni purred against the damp skin of his back, her pillowy breasts pressing flush against him as her thick, neglected cock twitched between them, a slick smear of arousal glistening on the glossy fabric stretched taut over her thighs. "Poor thing" she cooed, her cherry-glossed lips brushing the shell of his ear as her manicured fingers trailed down his quivering stomach.

Richie tilted his chin up with a single glossy fingertip, her plump lips curling into a wicked smile as she squeezed his throbbing length just shy of mercy. "What will you give us to end your torment, baby girl?" she breathed, her hot exhale mingling with the sticky-sweet scent of arousal and latex.

James' breath came in ragged gasps as he fought against the pleasure coiling tight in his belly, every rational thought dissolving under Richie's expert strokes and Danni's cherry-sweet whispers. His hips stuttered helplessly, torn between thrusting into that slick latex grip and pulling away from the overwhelming heat.

Danni's plush lips trailed lower, teeth scraping his shoulder as her fingers dug into his hips, holding him flush against her swollen cock. The thick, needy length pulsed against the small of his back, leaving sticky streaks of precum on his shirt. "Shhh, just let go," she murmured, her voice thick with shared arousal.

"Don't you want to feel pretty?